Before the sword arrived, the sword wind had already caused the red leaves to fall, and the red leaves fell and shattered, breaking like a rain of blood.
Han Guang glanced at him, and there was another "ding" sound, and the iron sword that was flying diagonally stopped on the tip of his finger, sparks flying, and Guo Songyang's figure stagnated.
Everyone looked at that index finger in disbelief!
Guo Songyang's sword moves suddenly changed, but he saw cold light radiating everywhere, the sword energy was like a rainbow, his figure was fluttering, and in the rain of blood in the sky, one after another sword light suddenly rose up, like a shocking light and lightning.
The fingers can be moved freely like the wind, with freehand movement. Although the sword suddenly rises and flies lightly, it is as sharp as a disappearing star. It is not only infinitely changing and elusive, but also as fast as flying light.
But the fingertips met the sword light, and under the thick autumn colors, the iron sword's light was knocked away one by one by the fingertips.
Ding ding ding......
Sparks burst out, gold and iron trembled, and everyone was horrified. They witnessed the stunning and bright sword light, and even witnessed the unbelievable finger points.
The changes of the sword moves in the flowing water and clouds are so light and agile, so unpredictable!
However, Xuanyuan stood still without moving, the sword light flashing around him, each sword strike was so shocking and amazing, but it could not touch a corner of his clothes.
The changes in the iron sword have almost exceeded people's imagination and are unbelievable. Although the sword light is everywhere, no one knows where the sword will appear.
Whenever you see it, it appears and disappears suddenly.
But even with such swordsmanship, it still looked so weak and pale between the index fingers.
Every time the sword light reaches a place, the fingertip must fall first. The sword is changing, dozens of changes in an instant, but the fingering does not change at all. It just moves and immediately touches the sword edge.
It is plain, simple, and without any tricks, but the skill of the fingers and the placement of the fingers make any wonderful and stunning sword moves lose all magic and power.
This is the way to see ghosts and gods from the ordinary, to be astonishing from the simplicity. With one finger, it seems that it can withstand all the weapons in the world, and it seems that it can detect all the strange moves in the world.
This kind of fingering can be said to be "it's all done, and it's more contemptuous"!
Guo Songyang let out a long roar, as if to vent his unwillingness, as if to vent his excitement, as if to roar out all the emotions in his heart.
But I saw where his figure stood, his clothes were fluttering, and in the blink of an eye, his figure and sword moves changed eight directions, performing sixty-four wonderful moves.
Then, he tried his best and learned all he could in an instant, and stabbed out the most proud and wisest sword in his life.
The sword stabbed out lightly, but suddenly there was no change.
The sword came slowly and unhurriedly, as if a person who had just learned martial arts and swordsmanship used a stupid, clumsy and dull sword move.
The sword energy and murderous intent in the maple forest are very strong. At this moment, it seems that all the sword energy and murderous intent are condensed on the tip of the sword.
Is this his most proud and wisest sword?
Although it was such an ugly sword move, Li Xunhuan's eyes showed a kind of fear that was worse than fright; Old Man Sun couldn't stop trembling when he saw such an ugly sword move.
Although the changes are exhausted, the sword without changes seems to have infinite possibilities, and the infinite possibilities seem to have endless potential.
If there is a spark, it can light a bonfire, start a prairie fire, and illuminate the world in an instant.
When "infinity" and "endlessness" come, what power in the world can stop them?
It was a hand, but it was more like the sky or the earth.
After reaching out, this hand that was like heaven and earth stopped in front of the throat, and the iron sword also stopped in front of the throat, unable to advance any further.
The sword is dead!
This hand extinguished "infinity", crushed "endless" to death, and the "spark" was also extinguished!
When the iron sword stopped, Guo Songyang also stopped. There was no expression on his face, as if a person no longer knew what expression he should show.
Surprised?
Very surprised, but it doesn’t seem that surprising!
Randomly letting go of the iron sword, the man retreated slowly, taking ten steps in a row, each step showing weakness and helplessness.
Looking at the person randomly, he said, "You surprised me a little."
Guo Songyang suddenly laughed, his laughter gradually getting louder, and finally he laughed loudly and said, "How can there be someone like you in this world?"
Random didn't smile, but sighed softly: "There shouldn't be people like me in the world."
After saying that, he looked at Guo Songyang and said: "You did a good job, really good! Not only did it surprise me, but there was also a surprise."
Guo Songyang's laughter gradually subsided, and at the end, his eyes with strong unwillingness fell on Random's waist and the scabbard on his waist.
Ranran smiled and said, "You have already shown your talents, it's time to show off my sword."
The eyes that were frozen like ice were ignited with blazing flames again.
Randomly said softly: "Have a good journey!"
The sword light appeared like a dream.
If Guo Songyang's last sword has infinite possibilities and endless potential, then this sword is already stunning, stunning, and stunning.
It seems to be the fusion of all extremes, not just fast, not just strange, not beautiful, but everything. It seems to be high up, above everything, overlooking all living beings, showing an incomparable edge.
When the word "good" fell, the sword had already penetrated Guo Songyang's throat and exited from the back of his neck!
Then it paused for a moment like a dragonfly touching water, and then it was put into the sheath.
The sound of the sword is lingering, and the lingering sound is still there, and there is a rhyme flying in the ears, and the sound of the piano is graceful and melodious.
Blood fell from Guo Songyang's throat. There was no pain on his face, only a little confusion, a little vague understanding, and a kind of excitement and excitement.
When his complicated expression returned to calm, there was only frozen contentment on his face.
The man fell, and the iron sword fell beside him.
He let out a long sigh and waved his palm to break open the soil, revealing a man pit three feet wide and eight feet long.
He picked up the corpse on the ground, put it into the man pit, raised it to the soil with a wave of his hand, and stood in front of the grave with his iron sword.
Use the fighting arena as a cemetery and the iron sword as a monument!
After doing all the arbitrariness, he did not leave immediately. He stood in front of the "stele", as if mourning the person who was worthy of drawing his sword.
With the sound of rustling footsteps, Li Xunhuan, Old Man Sun, and Sun Xiaohong all came over. They also came to the "stele" and looked at the iron sword in silence.
After a while, Li Xunhuan asked: "Can someone like you still find an opponent?"
Ranyi smiled and said: "If a person like me is only looking for an opponent and is obsessed with martial arts, then I should have killed myself in disgust and gone to the underworld to be reincarnated."
Li Xunhuan said: "Then what are you doing for?"
Randomly said slowly: "When I was eighteen years old, I thought I would not live to be thirty. At that time, I told myself that I must only do things that make me happy in the future. Bad things, bad things, good things, I will do good deeds, small deeds, big deeds, whatever crooked things may be, as long as it makes me happy, I will do anything.”
As he spoke, he looked at the stunned people and said calmly: "I have always maintained this habit. Even though I am already over thirty, and even after so many years, I have only done things that make me happy."
Having said that, it’s time to leave.
The person had left and disappeared in the blink of an eye, but Li Xunhuan and the other three looked at the iron sword, still in a daze.
